Hot Mess in a Dress

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Parts 48
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Have you ever met someone who was simultaneously shy, crazy, awkward, and daring ??? You just have! Welcome to the thoughts of your local psycho :)All Rights Reserved

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{Cover by: _Simp4ry_ (on instagram)} "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝..." "𝐒𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮" A convent school In the bustling city of Mumbai, india, two young souls' rivalry slowly began blooming as a friendship but sooner it became more special for them. Ah yes, the typical rivalry between the classical dance forms maestro and the break boy. Aryan Sharma, a 16 year old boy, currently studying in 10th grade was the literal embodiment of calmness himself, was the straight A student since he was in grade 6, he was the definition of elegance and grace required in classical dances and technically Sharma ji ka beta. On the other hand, we have our stereotypical Indian High school trouble maker, Vikram Kaur, also 16 year old and a 10th grade student as well, he was the literal embodiment of... You guessed it, chaos. Vikram brought the 1st rank, from the bottom. Vikram was the one representing the hip hop team of St. Mary's school, he was so energetic that he would break the floor, not poetically but literally. Aryan and Vikram had been rivals as if they had been assigned these roles since the day they were born, but are the inter school dance competitions able to bring them together? 🎧✩°｡⋆⸜

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